The days in Blanks gradually returned to their usual rhythm after the battle.
Soldiers repaired damaged walls while patrol units rotated across the frontier. Merchants slowly returned to the market streets, and the people of the territory began rebuilding the parts that had been destroyed during the fighting.
Inside the administrative hall of Blanks, Rathlos was busy handling the daily work.
Stacks of reports, trade records, and supply lists were spread across the large wooden desk in front of him. As the person temporarily overseeing the administration, most of the routine matters had fallen into his hands.
It was a usual day for him.
Clerks moved back and forth carrying documents while guards stood quietly along the walls.
Just as Rathlos finished reviewing a shipment report, the heavy door of the hall suddenly opened.
A messenger stepped inside quickly.
